Bearjamas

Ben had to admit how effective the 'Bearjamas' sales tactics worked on him. He kept seeing ads for the PJs, huge men of different sizes displaying the brand on their bodies. Ben wasn't a big guy himself, but definitely had an eye for those sort of men. He loved the ones that looked like big plush pillows. He'd imagine tackling them and being embraced by their warm enveloping figures, their soft flesh like a weighted blanket on him.

The purchase was a no-brainer. He felt lucky the brand sold in his size, making him feel like maybe he'd eventually be a bear himself. He couldn't wait to sleep in them once they arrived. They were made of a heavy material, the touch as smooth as velvet. He admit the quality surprised him as he tried them on, but immediately felt he made the right choice.

That night he couldn't have slept more soundly than a teddy bear in a bed. It wasn't until he woke up that he saw why.

He had barely ever felt woozy before when waking up. Now however, he had trouble blinking his eyes open, a strange fuzzy numbness coating his entire face with his head slightly dizzy. Everything felt heavy around him as he tried removing the sheets, finding it strange that he felt his skin brushing against skin. It felt like he were in slow motion, his movements labored. Then he realized he couldn't sit up in bed.

A giant weight on his torso finally registered. He placed his hands on it, finding some huge round form sticking a good height above his body, holding him down. It had the same character of the bodies of huge men he'd dreamt of before, a giant pillow pinning against him. As his hands followed its curves around to his sides where giant love handles were attached to him, he realized the mass was in fact his body.

Ben finally looked down, eyes wide, awake. The fuzzy feeling of his face was explained as he felt the same sensation at the top of his chest. Wild curls hid his vision of the huge soft chest, a beard falling like a mane from his face. He had trouble rolling over to try to get off the bed, his meaty tits fighting against his arms as he tried to get up. It wasn't until he was standing in front of his bedroom mirror he saw the full gist.

A heavy belly fell significantly over his waist, a large curve wrapping around the front of his pjs that stretched the fabric. The tightness forced him to pull the belt line further down to keep from cutting into him. His chest had expanded, wrapping itself with fat tits that fell against his sides- two giant pillows that propped his arms out. He would have guessed he had a giant second chin that hid his neck, but he couldn't see it with the beard that wrapped around it, his head a stub.

Ben saw he was already leaning back, forced to counteract the weight that pulled down on his front. As he continued looking at his figure however, he felt everything settle into place, feeling like this was the body he was always meant to have. He couldn't help but smile, feeling embraced by the warm blubber he'd always imagined a bear would have. There was no question in his mind if he was a bear now.